Maggie Rogers new song- Don’t Forget Me
Close the door Change the channel Give me something I can handle A good lover or some one who’s nice to me Take my money wreck my Sundays Love me till your next somebody Oh but promise me that when it’s time to leave Don’t forget me (Maggie Rogers- George has seen a look alike […]
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Science and Anorexia
I read this article last night and cried – bawled my eyes out. I am dying for everyone to know what I read. I need everyone to believe that Addy’s anorexia and the anorexia that becomes a monster in the brain of people with anorexia is real and biological. Anorexia is not cultural. Culture and […]
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Our Daddy Saves People
This piece is from a writing class assignment. I wrote it in 2017- looking back on the winter of 2008. Sundays were spent on the Redneck Riviera. Kids yelling over the motor, the dogs would jump in as we left the dock for the sandbar. It could be tricky to get out- low tide for […]
MoreFavorite Photos
This year I will value my own work and art and self and writing and body and rambling. These are my favorite photos from the year 2023- This is me on a carousel and my shadow at work with a perfect child. And that is my favorite introduction. I am proud of myself.
MoreI’m not quitting again Or Neurodivergent Holidays
I’m like those athletes who claim they are retiring but just want a better contract or cannot handle actual real life so they keep going back to football or golf or reality television. I am going to write even though those submissions people did not give me a fat contract. I will write here for […]
MoreCall for submissions from unagented Writers
Dear Dial Team, I had always wanted to be a wife and a mother. We had five children so quickly people recommended we get cable and then we adopted our baby. The beauty and magic of our family outshined an underlying fact. My husband had been cheating on me for the last seven of our […]
MoreJust the two of us in Siesta KEy
Mim not in her natural habitat- but satisfied temporarily with her Starbucks. Note – always a venti and always pretty full because she doesn’t actually drink it that much. It is a status symbol, proof that she is not a child. Why do I buy her a large Starbucks when I know she isn’t going […]
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